I have been having trouble with some thing. Tom Gardner reads my Messenger texts, consistently and there is a sweet aspect to it. It seemed like for a while at least he was there for me in the evening, when Ezra would be getting in from school as sort of a check in time, but he does not respond at all. And it feels like he overreacts, so that things always get worse before they get better and I must say that it has regularly felt like I was lucky to get through things.
This time I had a tooth pulled it was dead and yellow. It was a baby tooth. It had no adult tooth behind it. I am 42 years old. I have another tooth like it on the other side of my mouth. I had it pulled at a beautiful oral surgeon’s office in Barre, Dr. Lesney. I have a dentist appointment tomorrow afternoon. My dentist bill is paid. I have been taking care of myself, brushing, flossing, Tom’s of Maine mouthwash, smoothies with fruit, honey and tofu. I even feel like my hair may be growing faster going around missing a tooth. It is a molar, towards the back so it can not be readily seen.
Yet, it feels like Tom is focusing on the negative. I mentioned that I have a sore throat at night. And it feels like he thinks I am being a dumb complainer.
To be fair to myself I could add that he is a Latter Day Saint, so he knows the importance of providing, the role of the man as provider and yet even though I have provided for myself and Ezra for all 11 years of Ezra’s life, with out any help from Tom, Tom does not seem impressed by this at all.
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